1 September 2009
She sat by the window and opened her diary,
read every page and closed her eyes gently.
She looked down and embraced herself,
dropped her tears but had no one to help.
She saw his picture as she’s in the next page,
and she recalled what they had in the ages.
No one had ever loved her more but him,
and the promise they made is still there.
So she wiped and kissed his picture that night.
On the other hand, she held the diary tight.
All she can do is to keep those things to her.
Since he parted, things are not the same again.
She knew he is happy to where he’s now,
all she can offer is a prayer and her vow.
A vow that she will love no one but him,
a vow to love him till the day they’ll meet again.
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